PI'm still here!
Thank you to all those, from near and far, who expressed concern for our safety. Natural disasters aren't fun, but Hurricane/Tropical Storm Iselle brought the opportunity to hear from my friends all over the world. . .Adamstown, Pitcairn Island; Fredericksburg, Virginia; Mililani, Hawaii; Kennewick, Washington; northern and southern California; Tucson, Arizona; McKinney, Texas. . .the list goes on and on. I can feel the love!
The Kikukat house sustained only minor damage. Two cypress trees fell against the house. One of those trees fell from my neighbor's property onto the gutter of the garage. The other tree, also a cypress, fell against the gutter near D2's bedroom. I was worried about the tall, decaying trees in bowels of another neighbor's property, but those, miraculously, are still standing.
In addition to the crazy howling and whipping winds, we experienced several power outages. The longest lasted just under an hour, so we were very fortunate. Other customers were without power much longer. In fact, some of my friends who reside in the Puna (south southeast Hawaii)area still don't have electricity (it's been 4 days!). The pictures they've posted on facebook were horrific. Even more horrific is the absence of the state government in showing some compassion. The governor (soon to be booted, as he lost his re-election bid in the primary on Saturday) was too busy usurping the mic at the headquarters of his challenger to even mention how much the people of Puna have been through. Hilo (east Hawaii) was fortunate to be spared the full onslaught of Iselle. Scroll down to the "pussyfooting" section if you want to see pictures of the effects of Iselle in east Hawaii.
I called the Rents to ask how they fared. Kikukat Mom said Kikukat Dad had already called the cable company to ask how to bring his tv back online. She also reported that their beloved kitty, Oreo, was safely sequestered indoors and would be taking his meals there until the storm threat was over. When I called, he had just been served his breakfast. Apparently he eats when the Rents eat.
All this storm stuff makes me thankful. I'm thankful I still have a roof over my head. But I need to move forward, and that means shifting my mental focus back to work. Work....work......ugh.....this school year just did not start right.
Last week I took the high road. I really wanted to bitch about work and the assholes who try to bring the rest of us down. I still want to, but I won't (at least not too much). There are too many around. I won't have enough space/time to talk about all the dipshits, Iselle notwithstanding, who attempted to make my life miserable this past week. The biggest joke was having an inexperienced person check the work of competent, experienced, veteran teachers and questioning us on our decisions and calculations.
Shit, I'm doing YOUR work! YOU are supposed to know these things! I just can't remember any time in the past (other than the year I spent at the school in the "goat herder" section of town) when the school year got off to such a rocky start.
When I applied for my current job, I was told by a friend at the school that the real monkeys at the school are not in my class. So in the honor of the un-named "monkeys", this weeks post, monkey bread, is dedicated to them.
The
original recipe for this appeared in Betty Shimabukuro's By Request column in the Honolulu Star-Bulletin in 2001. Since then, the Honolulu Star-Bulletin merged with the rival daily, Honolulu Advertiser, and is now known as the Honolulu Star-Advertiser. Not so creative, but I guess everyone (except the people who got laid off) was happy.
Over a decade has passed since that recipe was published, but I finally got around to making it. And I am stupid for waiting so long. As far as doughs go, this was one of the easiest doughs to work with. . .if you tried my
manapua post and did okay with the dough, then this one will be a piece of cake. If you are a fan of the monkey bread served at Mariposa (Neiman-Marcus),
I need to forewarn you that while this recipe is delicious, it will not
produce a replica of Mariposa's monkey bread.
Although I like things made "from scratch", I don't have the patience nor the technique to knead dough by hand. And while I've tried to do bread in the kitchenaid mixer, I just cannot get around how convenient it is to use a bread machine. For those of you who enjoy feeling the dough between your fingers (or seeing it in the bowl), then follow Betty's recipe. If you are like me, then use my cheater's method for the bread machine.
click on recipe title for printable recipe
adapted from Honolulu Star-Bulletin, 2001
1 c milk
1 c butter, divided
3 1/4 c bread flour
1/4 c sugar
1 tsp salt
4 tsp yeast
In a 2-cup glass measuring cup, heat milk and 1/2 c butter in the microwave for 1 minutes. Pour liquid into pan of bread machine. Microwave any remaining solid butter (from the 1/2 c) until melted and add to pan of bread machine. Add flour, sugar, and salt (in whatever order recommended by your bread machine). Make a well and add yeast. Set bread machine for dough cycle and start. When dough cycle is complete, turn dough onto floured surface. Punch down and let rest for 5 minutes. While dough is resting, melt remaining 1/2 c butter in a small bowl. Roll dough out to 1/2" thick and cut into diamond shapes with a pizza cutter. You should have about 48 pieces. Grab 4 pieces and pinch them together. Dip one side in melted butter, and turn and dip the other side in melted butter. Place a buttered side down in ungreased muffin pan. Repeat until all 12 muffin cups are filled. You should have some melted butter leftover. Let rise 30 minutes. Preheat oven to 400 degrees and bake for 15 minutes. Remove from muffin pan and brush with remaining melted butter. Makes 12.
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coconut trees swaying near the canoe sheds (Hilo bayfront)
8-7-14 |
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canoes moved away from the storm surge (Hilo bayfront)
8-7-14 |
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Hilo Farmer's Market deconstructed
8-7-14 |
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Downtown businesses boarded up with plywood |
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Kress Building windows taped and awaiting the arrival of Iselle | |
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near Country Club Drive (Kaumana) |
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PI'm still here!
Thank you to all those, from near and far, who expressed concern for our safety. Natural disasters aren't fun, but Hurricane/Tropical Storm Iselle brought the opportunity to hear from my friends all over the world. . .Adamstown, Pitcairn Island; Fredericksburg, Virginia; Mililani, Hawaii; Kennewick, Washington; northern and southern California; Tucson, Arizona; McKinney, Texas. . .the list goes on and on. I can feel the love!
The Kikukat house sustained only minor damage. Two cypress trees fell against the house. One of those trees fell from my neighbor's property onto the gutter of the garage. The other tree, also a cypress, fell against the gutter near D2's bedroom. I was worried about the tall, decaying trees in bowels of another neighbor's property, but those, miraculously, are still standing.
In addition to the crazy howling and whipping winds, we experienced several power outages. The longest lasted just under an hour, so we were very fortunate. Other customers were without power much longer. In fact, some of my friends who reside in the Puna (south southeast Hawaii)area still don't have electricity (it's been 4 days!). The pictures they've posted on facebook were horrific. Even more horrific is the absence of the state government in showing some compassion. The governor (soon to be booted, as he lost his re-election bid in the primary on Saturday) was too busy usurping the mic at the headquarters of his challenger to even mention how much the people of Puna have been through. Hilo (east Hawaii) was fortunate to be spared the full onslaught of Iselle. Scroll down to the "pussyfooting" section if you want to see pictures of the effects of Iselle in east Hawaii.
I called the Rents to ask how they fared. Kikukat Mom said Kikukat Dad had already called the cable company to ask how to bring his tv back online. She also reported that their beloved kitty, Oreo, was safely sequestered indoors and would be taking his meals there until the storm threat was over. When I called, he had just been served his breakfast. Apparently he eats when the Rents eat.
All this storm stuff makes me thankful. I'm thankful I still have a roof over my head. But I need to move forward, and that means shifting my mental focus back to work. Work....work......ugh.....this school year just did not start right.
Last week I took the high road. I really wanted to bitch about work and the assholes who try to bring the rest of us down. I still want to, but I won't (at least not too much). There are too many around. I won't have enough space/time to talk about all the dipshits, Iselle notwithstanding, who attempted to make my life miserable this past week. The biggest joke was having an inexperienced person check the work of competent, experienced, veteran teachers and questioning us on our decisions and calculations.
Shit, I'm doing YOUR work! YOU are supposed to know these things! I just can't remember any time in the past (other than the year I spent at the school in the "goat herder" section of town) when the school year got off to such a rocky start.
When I applied for my current job, I was told by a friend at the school that the real monkeys at the school are not in my class. So in the honor of the un-named "monkeys", this weeks post, monkey bread, is dedicated to them.
The
original recipe for this appeared in Betty Shimabukuro's By Request column in the Honolulu Star-Bulletin in 2001. Since then, the Honolulu Star-Bulletin merged with the rival daily, Honolulu Advertiser, and is now known as the Honolulu Star-Advertiser. Not so creative, but I guess everyone (except the people who got laid off) was happy.
Over a decade has passed since that recipe was published, but I finally got around to making it. And I am stupid for waiting so long. As far as doughs go, this was one of the easiest doughs to work with. . .if you tried my
manapua post and did okay with the dough, then this one will be a piece of cake. If you are a fan of the monkey bread served at Mariposa (Neiman-Marcus),
I need to forewarn you that while this recipe is delicious, it will not
produce a replica of Mariposa's monkey bread.
Although I like things made "from scratch", I don't have the patience nor the technique to knead dough by hand. And while I've tried to do bread in the kitchenaid mixer, I just cannot get around how convenient it is to use a bread machine. For those of you who enjoy feeling the dough between your fingers (or seeing it in the bowl), then follow Betty's recipe. If you are like me, then use my cheater's method for the bread machine.
click on recipe title for printable recipe
adapted from Honolulu Star-Bulletin, 2001
1 c milk
1 c butter, divided
3 1/4 c bread flour
1/4 c sugar
1 tsp salt
4 tsp yeast
In a 2-cup glass measuring cup, heat milk and 1/2 c butter in the microwave for 1 minutes. Pour liquid into pan of bread machine. Microwave any remaining solid butter (from the 1/2 c) until melted and add to pan of bread machine. Add flour, sugar, and salt (in whatever order recommended by your bread machine). Make a well and add yeast. Set bread machine for dough cycle and start. When dough cycle is complete, turn dough onto floured surface. Punch down and let rest for 5 minutes. While dough is resting, melt remaining 1/2 c butter in a small bowl. Roll dough out to 1/2" thick and cut into diamond shapes with a pizza cutter. You should have about 48 pieces. Grab 4 pieces and pinch them together. Dip one side in melted butter, and turn and dip the other side in melted butter. Place a buttered side down in ungreased muffin pan. Repeat until all 12 muffin cups are filled. You should have some melted butter leftover. Let rise 30 minutes. Preheat oven to 400 degrees and bake for 15 minutes. Remove from muffin pan and brush with remaining melted butter. Makes 12.
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coconut trees swaying near the canoe sheds (Hilo bayfront)
8-7-14 |
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canoes moved away from the storm surge (Hilo bayfront)
8-7-14 |
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Hilo Farmer's Market deconstructed
8-7-14 |
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Downtown businesses boarded up with plywood |
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Kress Building windows taped and awaiting the arrival of Iselle | |
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near Country Club Drive (Kaumana) |
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